"Maybe, but I guess we can see how terribly good or good at being terrible I am, since you don't seem to be going anywhere."
He took another long sip from his bottle and put it down at the bar and pushed himself off, giving people a chance to order. "And we're done talking about my best friends, because that's not why we're here." Harry kissed him possessively, pulling him together. "Come on, Malfoy. You can shake that sexy arse of yours on the dance floor and we'll make them all jealous tonight."